Do you still remember
How we used to be
Feeling together, believe in whatever
My love has said to me
Both of us were dreamers
Young love in the sun
Felt like my savior, my spirit I gave ya
We'd only just begun
Yes I still remember
Every whispered word
The touch of your skin giving life from within
Like a love song that I'd heard
Slipping through our fingers
Like the sands of time
Promises made, every memory saved
Has reflections in my mind
Hasta mañana,
Always be mine
How we used to be
Feeling together, believe in whatever
My love has said to me
Both of us were dreamers
Young love in the sun
Felt like my savior, my spirit I gave ya
We'd only just begun
Yes I still remember
Every whispered word
The touch of your skin giving life from within
Like a love song that I'd heard
Slipping through our fingers
Like the sands of time
Promises made, every memory saved
Has reflections in my mind
Hasta mañana,
Always be mine
'Life's getting monotonous', she just thought so. She noticed that she'd started to pay less attention and feelings towards surrounding environment and people. More selective, to be precise. Somehow the people and objects allowed to stay in her imaginary little circle received way too much concern to feel comfortable, she guessed.
When she suddenly realized so, it kinda hurt. But her persistent stubbornness wouldn't let her hide in a shell and sob for no particular reasons until someone actually cares. No. She would simply keep herself busy and occupied with all sort of things ranging from the nonsense to the 'must'. It was out of her control to keep her mind from wandering but not her actions. Having read from somewhere that if people consistently pretend to be optimistic, the fake feeling might become real, she battled against the fear of loneliness deep inside to remain strong. Though it felt like a kid being left neglected, she forced herself to be a brave one, at least like those princesses who rescued themselves, and also to fully understand that others had their businesses or worries to take care of which did not really include her.
She knew it was time for her to rearrange the mess of toys and sweets, then prepare herself for some unexpected challenges that would blow a new breeze into her world of concepts. She would learn and change instead of passively waiting and shivering in one corner like a loser. And if certain people ever realized something missing someday, she hoped they would know what to do. 'Hasta mañana', she whispered.
***
Well, I don't know if this is a diary page of today written for tomorrow. For now I just wanna hear but not listen, say but not talk. Keep my mind clear and set my words free. Happy.
When she suddenly realized so, it kinda hurt. But her persistent stubbornness wouldn't let her hide in a shell and sob for no particular reasons until someone actually cares. No. She would simply keep herself busy and occupied with all sort of things ranging from the nonsense to the 'must'. It was out of her control to keep her mind from wandering but not her actions. Having read from somewhere that if people consistently pretend to be optimistic, the fake feeling might become real, she battled against the fear of loneliness deep inside to remain strong. Though it felt like a kid being left neglected, she forced herself to be a brave one, at least like those princesses who rescued themselves, and also to fully understand that others had their businesses or worries to take care of which did not really include her.
She knew it was time for her to rearrange the mess of toys and sweets, then prepare herself for some unexpected challenges that would blow a new breeze into her world of concepts. She would learn and change instead of passively waiting and shivering in one corner like a loser. And if certain people ever realized something missing someday, she hoped they would know what to do. 'Hasta mañana', she whispered.
***
Well, I don't know if this is a diary page of today written for tomorrow. For now I just wanna hear but not listen, say but not talk. Keep my mind clear and set my words free. Happy.
You've started a new part-time job today (or should I say tonight?).
You'll do well I bet, simply because you're the chosen one.
Don't bother much about the random girlfriend if you don't feel like.
She's still waiting and she doesn't lie.
Hasta mañana.
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